The Malang Widow

My struggle builds effort

"Bu Bunga, there is a shortage of cement material for some bags, when will the goods come?" Said a building cool foreman who was completing the construction project of my Baby Spa Clinic.

"Oh... Well sir, later I will contact the material store to be sent here immediately, please give the notes to me what materials I will spend..." I said that since then I also participated in overseeing the construction of a new business building I will start the stub.

"Okay, ma'am, here's the note". Said the foreman while giving me his notebook.

Immediately I took my salary to call my subscription building materials store and order the items I needed.

"Pulse... Uwais has already memorized Surat An-naba, when do you want to deposit shipping um??" Ask a Uwais who suddenly plagues me among the material objects of the building.

"Oh yes, umi until you forget that this hour is the time for you to deposit memorization... Then let's go home..." Take me to him and try to cover Uwais' body with both hands to block the dust of material scattered around us.

While my two children were chanting the memorization deposit of the letter, I sat on my bed while breastfeeding the baby Shanum who had just woken up from his sleep.

Both my eyes were staring at my sons with haru's eyes. My smile indicates that there is a piece of my happiness behind all the grief that I experience. My determination to provide the best possible education for them slowly I realized in a steadfast manner.

Uwais, who used to whine about asking for his ashes, now looks more patient and understands if I give advice about the condition of his ashes. Likewise with Umar, his growth is increasingly rapid and more agile, not one bit shows his bad qualities that make me tired in caring for him.

They are all obedient and patient. There are not many demands from them on me, although sometimes there is a little bit of innocent whining from children his age who are still within reasonable limits. They continue to grow into jolly children.

They enjoy the fun of playing, although now without the figure of his brother who he always missed. Almost every day they are indeed I made in order to forget the figure of his ashes so that their hearts are not always troubled.

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A year passed, now the Baby Spa effort that I have built has produced amazing results. At first I never thought it would be this good. Our finances are also improving. Rupiah coffers began to collect to prosper my life and my children.

Uwais was now entered at the age where he began to occupy the school of Kindergarten. His handsome face was standing before the mirror looking at his body wearing a new school uniform.

"God God is a very handsome boy... Want to go to school." I said give her encouragement that morning.

"The variety is good, um." said Uwais, who has been flipping her body to the right and to the left.

I also looked at her behavior. Curled his face and I kissed his forehead gently.

"Uwais promise yes...At school, I have to obey the teacher, and can not fight with friends at school." I said before driving him to school.

"Yes um... But if later there are people who like to grab Uwais food how?" asked her plainly while showing the food that I had prepared in a container of the box.

"Darling... Dengerin umi, all the food that you bring for Uwais supplies, do not forget to share the same Uwais cement, if it has been shared, surely they will not like to snatch again...". My words gave him advice. The look in his eyes looked at me reverently and immediately nodded his head in agreement.

"Yes son... If now the age of Umar has not been able to enter Kindergarten school like Kak Uwais, wait for next year...". I said softly while rubbing her hair.

"Yes yuk, now we go anterin Brother first, later Umar can also see the school sister...". My words that shortly led them into my car and did not forget to take Shanum in my arms.

On the way, they were very cheerful and kept joking. Sometimes Uwais taught the nyayian that was taught in his school to Umar. Shanum did not want to lose with that joy. His laughter always missed when he saw the behavior of his two brothers.

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Deris

During the hot day he rode his motorbike butututnya want to deliver some lemongrass leaves from the harvest coming from his backyard garden. His daily activities in filling the time while continuing to wait for there is a decent job just farming.

Various kinds of plants such as lemongrass, turmeric, galangal, or some vegetables that he can grow he did to just meet the needs of his life. The harvest he usually deposited on the garden collectors not far from his house.

In the middle of the journey, there appears a car in which is the figure of Lani with her husband and intersected with the motorcycle Deri he was riding. They stared at each other on the sidelines of his slow-moving vehicle. Highlight Lani's eyes with her sinister gaze and evil smile, he hurled at Deri who was driving with a motorbike with a trolley bag mounted on the right and left side between the motorcycle seats.

"Hahaha" Lani and her husband's laughing voice rang out in unison from the window of their car which she opened at once when right next to Deri's motorbike.

The sound of laughter was very humbling for a Deri. Although only a laugh, but it is very clear the look on the face of Lani and her husband was mocking the existence of Deri at that time. The evil laughter that he released was immediately only able to reply Deri with a grip of his fingers he clenched while pushing the bike.

It was unexpected that Lani was so cruel to him, even though they had once knit love. But it does not seem to alarm the slightest feeling Lani on Deri who once stated that she loved the figure of Deri in the past.

Regrets to the heart of Deri increasingly clenched to the scorching atmosphere of the air that afternoon. The sun that made his body sweat became a silent witness to how he felt so devastated as if he no longer wanted to have a spirit of life on him.

Highlight the contemptuous face of Lani continues to shadow over during his journey. Although the car driven by Lani has driven away from him.

"This is the money, sir...". Said a gardener owner to Deri while giving some tens and thousands of dollars in cash to him.

"Sorry sir, just this? Can't it be added?". Teri asked trying to bid when he received the money in his hand which was complaining towards the owner of the business.

"So sir, the price of lemongrass is also still plummeting...!". Said the businessman carefully while leaving him.

Instantly, the money was held in the hands of Deri. She shed her tears on her cheeks wrapped in fine dust coming from the road as she rode her motorbike amid the scorching sun.

His dull face looked so crumpled and dirty. From his eyes reflected the faces of his three children who he missed so much.

With this kind of money I can make my children happy.... I'm sorry abi nak... His murmur that made his tears kept flooding his eyes. The look on his face added to the complete tangle on his face which seemed to be older than his supposed age.